Old teenage hopes are alive at your door.

A: Hola, soy ------. Puedo hablar con -----?
B: Ah hey ------, what's up?
A: Nothing, I was just calling to wish you good luck tomorrow-
B: Haha thank you, I'm gonna need it.
A: You scared?
B: Yeah, a lot.
A: Bueno, don't worry... In any case you still have me, if you need me you can- send me a mail or something. And no se, it might be hard at the beginning but in the end it will work out.
B: Yeah, but I guess that's how it has to be.
A: Yeah, I don't know. Uhm... Well that's it... No se, good luck. Uhm, bye
B: Bye
A: ...
B: ...
A: ...
B: ...
[hangs up]

No se, I probably shouldn't have hung up, and asked you to speak. Or maybe tried to reassure you more? Told you everything you mean to me. But oh well, I didn't quite know what to do... At least I hope you understand that I tried to call because I care, in my special way. (I do hope you don't read my blog.)
Ehmm yeah

A few hours now, goodbye.

One, Two, Three, Four
Tell me that you love me more.
Sleepless long nights,
That is what my youth was for.
-Feist, 1234

There's always something happening, and it's usually quite loud.

I remember way back then, when everything was true and when
We would have such a very good time, such a fine time,
Such a happy time.
And I remember how we'd play simply waste the day away,
Then we'd say nothing would come between us,
Two dreamers.
- Madness, Our House


Tomorrow I head off to France. In the end, the barbeque was on Saturday, so I spent the day with Jamie and then we headed off to celebrate the 4th of July. Then on Sunday Jamie came over again, and we watched one final futurama, heading off to starbucks as a last goodbye. I've been watching 'How I Met Your Mother', and it is the best show I've seen in a long time. I'm in love with the characters, they're all so human. Bueno best of luck to everyone for 10 days, I shall be seeing you all afterwards.
Ah, and I bought Maria J. a really cool birthday present, I do hope she enjoys it (though I'd love to keep it).

See you all soon, I hope I grab hold of the interweb on my trip, so I can keep in touch.

Day 1 of Summer Vacation.

It is 11:oo A.M. on the first day of Summer, and after a pool party last night. I have to say, I don't know if this year has been good or bad, but the 'right now' is pretty good.
This year was at least useful for learning a lot of things, about people, about myself, about the world, and getting to know lots of people, suffering through IB and coming out alive with pretty high grades.
And now it seems like the Summer will be really good, even if I have to say goodbye to people. If they read my blog (ejem, keep posting), they should know that I'd rather spend my time to the max with them and then cry more once they are gone. The only reason I'd be crying more is because they made me that much happier.
I don't know if I will cry though, I have to say I haven't so far for quite some time (not even when I left Argentina...). In any case, I have to say that when these people start leaving it will not be fully sad but also somewhat happy, it is the closure of a great chapter in my life that someday could continue.

These people are leaving (some might not technically be going too
far away):
Jamie
Johanna
Marco - he already left... Bueno I've already seen him for the last
time*
Lucas
K2 (STAY in uni here, I know you read this! hahahaha :) )
Claudia Baulies (el gran incógnito, is she really?)
Karl

I know there are more but the names aren't coming up and these are the people I am closest to. (If I've forgotten somebody I'm close to I can always edit and nobody shall know of my irresponsibility... muahaha.)


I shall end this post with a quote that I've probably used many a time before on this blog, and that K2 is familiar with (among other things, she used it as her yearbook quote). It's from 'On the Road', by Jack Kerouac...

"But then they danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after the people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centrelight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!' "

*As a fucking surprise, I had no idea he was leaving today.